Half a month later, a fierce sword energy shot out from the back mountain of Tiandao Academy, and rushed straight into the sky.

Even though Chu Jingzhe was in Lingtian City, he could still sense this sharp and domineering sword energy.

I saw a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but I was happy for Ding Yi.

In fact, Chu Jingzhe was not surprised that Ding Yi was able to walk out of his swordsmanship. After all, it would only take a while for him to walk out of his swordsmanship with his swordsmanship talent and persistence in swordsmanship.

Afterwards, Chu Jingzhe asked Mo Cang to suspend the reconstruction of Lingtian City, but instead asked everyone to find ways to improve their cultivation and seize the time to train their troops.

Anyway, some of the buildings built now can fully meet the needs of residence.

As for the training of troops, Chu Jingzhe was not worried at all with Mo Cang, the ninth godly general.

Chu Jingzhe himself decided to go out for training.

Now, he is at the peak of the holy realm. If he wants, he can enter the great holy realm at any time, but he does not want to break through like this, but continues to open the forbidden realm as usual.

However, Chu Jingzhe has a deep understanding of how difficult it is.

Looking back on the three previous steps into the taboo realm, in fact, they all combined many comprehensive factors. This time, Chu Jingzhe decided to follow his teacher and go to the world to improve his mind and nature.

This is also Mo Cang's suggestion.

He has been practicing, fighting and growing under various pressures, and he has been in a tense state. Now, finding an opportunity to relax is a good thing, maybe there are unexpected gains.

A few days later, Chu Jingzhe set off. He first went to the direction of Dongyue, and sometimes chose to fly in the air. If he encountered a place with good scenery, he might as well sit down and enjoy it.

There is no destination and no time. This kind of life is really comfortable. No wonder teachers yearn for it.

Chu Jingzhe likes mountains and rivers, the rising sun, the sunset, and the winter snow...

Especially when it snows, I remember that in southern Xinjiang, nearly half of the year, it was covered with snow.

On this day, Chu Jingzhe, holding a book, lay on a bamboo raft, down the river.

He did not control the bamboo raft, and let it drift on its own. Looking at the beautiful scenery that was constantly regressing on both sides and the sound of beasts and birds singing, he seemed to be swimming in a painting.

Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sun and it started to rain lightly in the sky.

Chu Jingzhe put away the book, but he still had no intention of sheltering from the rain. He let the raindrops slap on his face and wet his clothes.

Thinking about it, he has not had such a peaceful and peaceful state of mind for many years, or in other words, since the moment he bid farewell to the old man in Longdu and embarked on his military career, he has never had such a state of mind again.

Looking back now, the past is like a passing cloud, and scenes repeat in his mind. Sometimes, he really wants to let go of everything and go to the Hidden City to join Xiaoxiao and Xiaoyuer until his old age.

But he knew better that he still carried a lot of responsibilities, missions, and some things on his shoulders were what he had to face.

The whereabouts of their parents, the injustice and hatred of the Chu family, and the Jiuzhou World, although it is barren and called a cage, for them, that world is their home and a hot land they can never give up.

Chu Jingzhe sighed lightly, putting aside these worries, although these things were something he had to face, everything was based on strength.

Not long after, Chu Jingzhe tore the void and left, leaving only this bamboo raft still down the river.

A few days later, Chu Jingzhe saw a mountain standing above the clouds. The vast sea of ​​clouds separated the entire mountain into two upper and lower peaks. There was a pavilion. Although it was well preserved, no one had come for a long time.

Chu Jingzhe entered the pavilion, sat cross-legged and relaxed his mind, and made himself enter an ethereal state.

Time passes silently, and Chu Jingzhe sits here for seven days, watching the sunrise and setting, watching the clouds roll and unfold, and experiencing the heroic spirit of the small mountains.

Then, Chu Jingzhe set out again. Before he knew it, he saw a continuous building from afar, magnificent and magnificent, and could feel a magnificent atmosphere from a distance.

The building stretches for thousands of miles, and endless Taoist rhymes spread out. It is obvious that this belongs to a certain supreme Taoist sect, because ordinary forces do not have such a scale at all.

Moreover, with Chu Jingzhe's achievements in formation, you can see at a glance that this building is built on a huge dragon vein, which is an extremely rare blessing in the cave.

However, Chu Jingzhe didn't know which one he belonged to. Similarly, he had no intention of visiting and was about to bypass him.

"Since you are here, why not come in and sit down?" At this moment, a peaceful voice appeared in Chu Jingzhe's ear. Judging from the voice, this should be a middle-aged man.

Chu Jingzhe was shocked, but he didn't expect that he was discovered so far away.

He replied calmly: "I have received the kindness. I just passed by by myself by accident and had no intention of disturbing me!"

"Haha, since I'm passing by, that's not a fate, let alone, descendants of the Supreme lineage have arrived at their doorstep. If I don't greet the Holy Land of Daoyan, wouldn't it be contrary to the way of hospitality?"

The voice came again, directly indicating his identity. This is the Daoyan Holy Land, one of the six holy places in Dongyue.

But these words shocked Chu Jingzhe. Unexpectedly, it was the Daoyan Holy Land. Unexpectedly, he had not even met yet, so he saw through his identity.

Now, the other party has identified his identity. If Chu Jingzhe does not come to the door again, it will seem rude.

Chu Jingzhe didn't know much about the Daoyan Holy Land, but Mo Cang once said that among the six holy lands in Dongyue, the Daoyan Holy Land and Lantu Temple had participated in the battle between immortals and demons, and they were not out of the matter.

This shows that these two supreme Taoist priests are still different from the other schools, at least in the face of major issues, they have their own positions.

What's more, Chu Jingzhe did not feel hostility from this voice.

"Since that's the case, I'll disturb you!"

After Chu Jingzhe said that, he walked straight towards the towering and magnificent mountain gate ahead.

On the mountain gate, there are two big words about flying dragons and phoenixes, Daoyan.

These two words have existed for at least a few thousand years, but there is still a Taoist rhyme flowing between the strokes. Even if you just take a look, Chu Jingzhe could clearly feel that the great way in his body resonated with it.

When you enter the mountain gate, a rich spiritual energy hits you, which is naturally due to the dragon vein terrain.

Under the guidance of two Holy disciples, Chu Jingzhe entered a majestic palace.

A middle-aged man sitting on a futon stood up with a smile on his face.

"The younger genius from the Supreme Lineage has arrived, and it is so bright!"

Chu Jingzhe quickly clasped his fists and greeted him, "You are welcome. I hope I will forgive you for disturbing you this abruptly!"
Chapter completed!